Where do we come from? What are We? Where are we going?

One's state of mind is three-quarters of what counts, so it has to be carefully nurtured if you want to do something great and lasting.

Under the continual contact with the pebbles my feet have become hardened and used to the ground. My body, almost constantly nude, no longer suffers from the sun. Civilization is falling from me little by little. I am beginning to think simply, to feel only very little hatred for my neighbor - rather, to love him.

Nature has mysterious infinities and imaginative power. It is always varying the productions it offers to us. The artist himself is one of nature's means.

Machines have come, art has fled, and I am far from thinking photography can help us.

Stressing output is the key to improving productivity, while looking to increase activity can result in just the opposite.

Art is either plagiarism or revolution.